That’s Ruby

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Ekko x Taliya commission, it was super fun to draw : )

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@incubabe grimaced : “this is just as horrifying as i thought it would be!"

A puff from the feral's nostrils could be heard faintly as she positioned her head back the the rest of her body. " Oh come on, you HAVE to admit it's a LITTLE bit cool ! "

Nadia was still adjusting to the inability to speak while her head wasn't attached, and a visible grimace was gracing her features slightly. " Soo, what'd you THINK ? Impressive ? "

THREAD. @genesisoul

His tail wagged with the suggestion, but he made no move to give a pointer as to what he wanted to eat. Just about anything, honestly, but sometimes he got picky.

For now, though, he just clacked his clawed hands on the floor. Albeit rudely nudging her in the direction of the kitchen.

Straight from the suburbs to downtown.

Eddie Mendoza

if anyone want to plot or chat yall can hit me up on d.iscordddd,,,, *sticks up leggy*

on chill.#4016

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Ekko Sandstorm

this multi will still be here but im moving all if my league muses

but yeah i took a break and im hanging out over here owo

ekko has been moved to his own blog, @denborae !!  lillia will get her own blog too, and kindred and neeko will be sideblogs to those two, respectively

“Better to break now, I thought, than to live another day juggling all of my implausible resolutions to try again later. No, better he should never know. I could live with that. I could always, always live with that. It didn’t even surprise me to see how easy it was to accept.”

— call me by your name, elio on oliver

I've had this headcanon where (star guardian) familiars can feel and show the emotions their holder has . so like .

ekkos pissed off at you and all of a sudden a fluffy possum comes and snuggles you . continues glaring

“his eyes were oceans deep, and i was thrown into its embrace without learning how to swim; caught in the moment, though harmless, i remained still for it felt more like the shades of blue found in the sky than the dark, dwelling hues down below. his eyes were tundra which i ran across, frozen air and flakes of ice that pinned me down and held me in place. staring through to my soul my eyes were windows, open fully for his to adventure into; glued to the frozen ground i stand, those frozen gems piercing into mine and as paralyzed i should have been i stood still on my own; winter never did me any harm, nor would he. his eyes were forget-me-not’s and i was struck with amnesia as fragments of the person i was prior to his numbing gaze; parts of me died within those lovely shades of blue, a canvas splattered in hues only he knew how to paint; from winter to spring, summer swept by and created butterflies along the petals decorated in his smile, and i swore i saw heaven and earth at once caught in a moment of awe. his eyes were rain, falling further and further, closing in on the world he knew it as and yet no one seemed to look back up; no one ever asks why his head hangs so low, or why he traces the rain as if it is the only touch he has ever known; maybe his eyes were rain because summer came and passed, only to leave behind a dreary autumn colored in the humble shade of regret.”

— a blue eyed boy // b.b (via benjaminbentley)